Reality Poem by Badda 1 Dadda

Reality



Ones for keep the other for play. Why does only your keeper know of your play? Player gets trust, friendship and fun but doesn't realize their second to come.Keeper gets everything without asking for none even knows they're always first to come. At the end of the day why didn't you just teach your keeper to play? Cause you knew you where your keepers play.

Wednesday, January 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: Love
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